Mamta Kalia
Mamta Kalia
Mamta Kalia
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The urn is there still.<br />
Alive in it<br />
the life of parents’ and husbands’ house.<br />
It still reeks of the desire to live.<br />
It still traps the woman’s wail.<br />
Registered in it is how<br />
she kept looking after her house.<br />
Lest someone else breaks down,<br />
lest someone else goes astray<br />
The urn rolls all day in the house,<br />
trying to save some innocent dreams.<br />
Father<br />
Quivering like a candle in the wind<br />
comes his voice over the telephone.<br />
From far-off,<br />
sad and anxious,<br />
covering miles<br />
over telephone wires.<br />
Grumbling and cursing<br />
the phone in one moment<br />
clinging to it the next<br />
like a child.<br />
Twinkling like a star<br />
dropping, connecting voice.<br />
62 :: April-June 2010